Part XII

Gladly I wrote back to her, sharing some of the adventures I have mention here already, dear Walter, and some I have not - for you must not suppose Alice was my only lover; no, I spent many a night in another girl’s bed (as did Alice; there was never a shred of jealousy or possessiveness between us). One of my great delights was when a new girl came to the dormitory and I would open her eyes to the ways of the world. Some girls were willing lovers from the moment I slipped into their bed, but some had heads full of all sorts of moral strictures. That challenge always fired my blood the higher, and I would enlist the help of Alice and others to hold the victim down while I delighted in kissing and caressing her bubbies, bottom and cunny until I was satisfied and she had admitted that Venus was indeed a goddess to be most devoutly worshipped.

Once a new girl had been initiated into our ways of pleasure, she would be expected to give a full account of her erotic experiences or inclinations. This rite was a source of many salacious tales. Stories of incest were not at all rare, and several girls had fucked fathers or brothers - or been fucked by fathers or brothers, and not always willingly. Others confessed an unconsummated desire for family members, and in such cases we would urge the girl to act on the impulse, giving advice as to how best to do that.

I will recount one most memorable adventure that took place when I was about sixteen. A girl of t****e, Agnes Beechworth, had recently joined the school. She was such a pretty little thing that my blood was heated the first time I saw her. The very first night she arrived, I crept into her bed and made most free with her. She struggled and resisted at first, but I was four years older than her and her strength could not match mine. And you can be sure that it was not long before I silenced her struggles with use of my tongue and many other loving touches. When she woke the next morning, she was a confirmed tribade. Naturally our conversation soon became intimate, and she confessed to a desire for her brother, Jasper, just a year older than her.

This excited me greatly, and I decided to make it my task to bring the union about. Agnes told me that Jasper had often asked her what sort of tricks we girls got up to, for while he showed no desire for her he was (as any young boy embarking on Cythera’s path) most interested in other girls.

On my advice Agnes told him how I had seduced her soon after her arrival at the school, as well as of other tribadic delights that we indulged in, flitting from bed to bed. Alice and I had our little room to ourselves, but most of the other girls shared a large dormitory and Agnes painted the most appealing visions of girls dressing, undressing and playing for her brother. She described girls of sixteen and seventeen in their fuller maturity. All this, naturally, maddened the brother with erotic excitement.

The next step of my plan was for the boy to dress in his sister’s clothes and visit us in the guise of a girl - for of course no boy could be allowed into the dormitories, but a girl would be granted entry and might even stay overnight. Jasper jumped at this plan when Agnes unfolded it to him. As a local girl, their home was not very far away and so Agnes directed her brother to go into her room, select a set of her clothes, pack them in a valise and tell his parents he would spend the night with a friend from his school, something he had often done before. On the way to the school there was an abandoned cottage where he could change into her clothes. Agnes also counselled him to stuff some tissue into the bodice to mimic the swell of developing breasts.

I went with her for the rendezvous at the school gate, and I can tell you he was a most pretty and delicate boy, blushing sweetly to be out in public dressed as a girl lest his ruse be detected - but surely it would not be, so feminine and girlish did he appear. And indeed the gate porter, a Cerberus who would not let any male pass unchallenged, said, “Why, this must be your sister, Miss Beechworth, what a pretty young lady she is!”

“Is she not just perfect, Dosset?” I said to him. “She will stay tonight, so do pass the book so that I may sign her in.” Dosset did so, never even suspecting the little girl was not a girl at all.

Taking his hand in mine, I said “Now, dear Jasper, we shall call you Lily in front of the other girls and staff, for it is too early to retire to the privacy of the dormitories. First we must join the other girls for the evening meal, and you must remember your table manners or it will be noted.”

What a lark it was, to have Jasper sitting between me and Agnes, passing him off as her sister! His voice was delicate enough to pass as a girl, as long as he only talked a little, and the flush of excitement on his face to be surrounded by so many lively girls no doubt was interpreted merely as maiden shyness. Our repast was followed by evening chapel, and much was our amusement as we were lectured on the proper behaviour for virtuous young ladies. My dear Miss Pennington was at the service and, noting my new friend as we left asked, “And who is this, Lady Beatrice?”

“Lily, this is our governess, Miss Pennington. Miss Pennington, Lily is Agnes’ older sister,” I said. “She will stay with us tonight.” Miss Pennington was quite convinced that Lily was indeed a girl - but how she laughed at the ruse when I revealed it to her some time later.

The service over, we were free to repair to the dorm, where we knew we would not be disturbed expect in the most exceptional circumstances. We had not revealed the secret to the other girls lest they should give the game away by their giggles, so you may imagine their surprise as we gaily stripped ‘Lily’ - ah, how fine and girlish his legs were in his sister’s stockings, and he had even donned a pair of her drawers! - some of the girls, indeed, screamed, since they were already naked and not expecting to see a hard little penis pop out as I eased down the drawers. Hands flew to cover exposed breasts and cunnies as Jasper gazed in awe at the glorious sights around him.

“Girls,” said I, “let us cease this modesty. We are all free here and we shall have a romp with Lily - who is really named Jasper. I know some of you Misses wish to remain virgin until you wed, but while I did induct some of you into our games against your will (though you like it now), I declare that tonight no one shall do anything except what pleases them.”

This somewhat reassured the more wary of my companions, and they gathered round Jasper to inspect him more closely. Ah, a dozen hands stroked and caressed his fair milk-white skin, and how his lovely cock stood up proud at the erotic onslaught! He had just a few downy hairs about the root, and I went on my knees before him and took the lovely tool in my mouth making him sigh in delight. “Oh, dear Beatrice, no one has ever done that to me before - how delicious, how wonderful!” he said. Agnes was looking on with pleasure, though she had not yet touched her brother. “You will make me shoot, dear Beatrice!” Jasper moaned. At this, I took my mouth from his cock, for I did not want him to spend just yet. “Why did you stop?” asked he. “Your mouth was so warm and loving.”

“Why, because you are going to have a greater delight, dear boy,” said I. “You are going to have your first fuck!” His eyes sparkled at this and his cock jumped anew. “Lie on the bed, dear Jasper,” said I. The eager boy did so, and now came the next part of the game - Alice placed a pillow over his eyes, saying, “Dear boy, we shall have a game, and you must guess if it is Beatrice who mounts you or another girl.”

Of course this was just a ruse to bring about the grand goal, that Agnes should fuck her brother, and be the first girl to do so. While Alice moistened Jasper’s shaft well with spittle, I performed the same service on Agnes’ little cunny, which my tongue knew well from many previous encounters. I had also somewhat eased the way by using a small godemiche on her I had prevailed upon Frances to give me about a year before.

Agnes then climbed up on to the bed, arranging herself over her brother’s straining cock. Alice held his little tool while Agnes slowly lowered herself onto him. He gasped in delight to feel his cock being sheathed by a cunny for the first time. With a small sigh of discomfort, Agnes settled all the way down so that he was quite buried in her cunt. Then she leaned forward to kiss her brother, thrusting her tongue in his mouth. He willingly kissed her back, and what delight it gave the whole company to see the brother and sister play so. Already some of the other girls were kissing passionately, and fingers played about bubbies, pussies and bottoms.

“Well, sir!” said Alice to Jasper, “now tell me truly, is it Lady Beatrice you are fucking?”

“I do not know,” said he. “All I know it that it is most delicious and I would do it again and again if I could.”

At a signal from me, Alice now removed the pillow. What a surprise he had to see his own sister astride him! “Agnes!” he exclaimed. “It is you! Why, sister, what great pleasure you have given me!” She leaned forward again to kiss him, and he did not hesitate to plunge his tongue into her willing mouth. As they kissed, she worked her hips up and down upon him and in not many moments his back heaved as he spent within her.

“Did you not enjoy that, dear Jasper?” said Agnes.

“Oh, sister, I did indeed - if only I had known what pleasure we could have together long before this!”

“Brother, you may have this pleasure again whenever you like,” said she; and many times after brother and sister enjoyed each other to the full.

I secured dear Agnes’ now deflowered pussy for myself, licking up all her brother’s spend. This sight of this had Jasper’s cock standing stiff again. What a night we gave him! He fucked me, he fucked Alice, and he fucked Agnes again. Another girl, Isabel Pandy, grew so excited that she took his lovely cock into her bottom-hole, for she insisted that her maidenhead would be saved until her wedding night. Jasper fucked her bottom-hole with great delight, and as he did so I used my godemiche on his nether hole. After he had spent in Isabel’s bowels he was unable to find another cockstand, and so we ended our revel for the night, his sister insisting he share her bed. But a few hours of sleep recharged his powers, and as the sun rose so did his cock, for Agnes told me later that morning that not only did he once more fuck her pussey, but also he begged the honour to bugger her. “And he fucked my bottom-hole most delightfully, dear Beatrice, and how good it felt when he spurted into my bowels, so hot and exciting. My dear, I thank you for arranging this treat for me.”

When the rest of we girls got up, Jasper once more fucked Alice, whereafter I took him in my mouth and managed to coax one last emission from him. Then we took great delight in dressing him in his sister’s clothes once more, before escorting him to the main gate. Ah, what a fine night that was!

You will not be surprized to hear that Jasper was eager for a repeat of these delights, but I did not dare duplicate the ruse very often, lest any of the staff become suspicious. This greatly disappointed the eager boy, but as he was regularly able to find solace in the arms of his loving sister he accepted my decision.

I shall tell you about one more romp involving Jasper that took place some months later. He had persuaded Agnes to let him come to the dormitory one Friday evening, for he wanted to fuck me and Alice as well, and indeed the idea stimulated the sister - for, as she confided to me, she and he had fucked so many times that she wanted extra stimulation to provoke her desires, and the sight of her brother in the arms of another would provide it. We planned a grand orgie that night, and brother and sister should walk home together the next day. Jasper came as before, leaving his house in his own clothes and stopping to change on the way - for after all, what would his parents say should they find their son wearing their daughter’s clothes?

Again ‘Lily’ ate with me and Agnes, and attended chapel afterwards. But this time, of course, many of the girls were in on the secret, and so there were whispers, giggles and sidelong glances among them. Miss Pennington observed this. “Miss Beechworth,” said she to ‘Lily,’ “You have come to stay with your sister again, and you are welcome - but this time your presence seems the occasion of some excitement among my girls. I wonder what giddy nonsense might be in their heads!” However, Miss Birch then called Miss Pennington to her, and so the dangerous moment passed.

We had a most delightful romp in the dormitory. This time there were no screams of surprise or outbreaks of modesty; Agnes and Isabel took delight in stripping ‘Lily,’ turning her into Jasper once more, while the other girls were not behindhand in reducing themselves to a similar state of nudity.

Alice declared we would start the festivities by seeing brother fuck sister. Agnes rode a St. George on Jasper, and as brother and sister copulated the rest of the company caressed and kissed them - Isabel had her tongue in Agnes’ mouth, Clara Annesley brought her pussy to Jasper’s mouth, Harriet Legge worked a finger in Agnes’ bottom- hole, licking and kissing her shoulders and back the while - ah, and so many other kisses and touches I cannot describe it all! Jasper spent in his sister’s cunny in delight, and, withdrawing, Clara secured the girl’s quim for herself to lick up the spendings while Harriet took Jasper’s cock in her mouth and soon brought him to a new stand. Jasper then fucked Harriet, withdrawing to fire his emission across her belly and breasts. Cecily (whose surname I forget, perhaps because was not from one of the grander families like the other girls) applied her tongue to Harriet’s belly to lick up Jasper’s seed, and then applied herself to Harriet’s quim. How delightful it was to observe the tangled, writhing bodies! And when Isobel announced she needed to make water, Jasper begged to watch, placing his head close between the girl’s legs as she fired away. He licked up the golden drops about her cunny once she was done and found the action so delightful that he insisted the next girl needing to make water do so directly into his mouth. Clara volunteered for the duty and we girls looked on in great delight to see her golden piss splash about Jasper’s face as he eagerly swallowed as much of the hot liquid as he could. Before Jasper was quite fucked out, Isobel took him in her bottom-hole again; then the girls demanded to see him bugger his sister too.

After withdrawing from his sister’s loving arsehole, the satiated boy could not manage another cockstand but our play continued when Harriet observed him glancing at her discarded clothes. “Why, I do believe he likes wearing girls’ clothes!” said she, and so we decided to dress the boy in her garments. And indeed as we clothed him in Harriet’s delicate, perfumed attire, his cock did twitch a little back to life. “Sweet boy!” said Harriet, “You shall keep this pair of my drawers as a keepsake of me” - an offer that pleased Jasper very much.

When we had concluded our revels for the night, I took Jasper to sleep with me, while Alice shared Agnes’ bed. Towards dawn I was woken by Jasper’s tongue diving into my cunny. He was hard as marble again. “Dear Beatrice” he whispered to me, “it was you who arranged this wonderful erotic journey for me, and how well I love you for it!” He then reversed himself upon me so that I could suck his lovely cock while his tongue was about my pussey. He soon fired his tribute down my throat and I rewarded his actions with a gushing spend. His little cock barely softened at all, and he declared next he would try my cunt. Easing his penis into my cunny he fucked me well, spending in delight after several minutes’ thrusting.

Kissing me fondly he caressed my bubbies. “So much bigger than my sister’s” said he (for as I mentioned I was sixteen now, and nearly fully grown). “I have one more spend in me, dear Beatrice - may I deliver it in your bottom-hole?”

“Dear boy, much as I would like to, I am too tight there. Save your energies, and let us doze some more,” I said. “If you are willing to become Lily again tomorrow, I shall arrange some new erotic delights for you - how about that?” Ready for any adventure as he was, he agreed and we slept on until it was fully light.